Seconds

Summary: In a moment, everything changes. A smile turn into a frown. A hot cup of coffee gets dumped by a moving hand. A light turns green, a drunk driver runs through a red light. In a moment everything changes...just don't forget to breath.

Set in Season Seven.

Fandom: Gilmore Girls

- Seconds -

The orderly sped down the hall with his crash cart, straining to reach the car crash victim in Baghdad. Finneaus Morganston feels her blood still on his face and his hands. His eyes go down to his hands, he wonders for a moment how long it will take until the shaking stops.

He was just doing his friend a favor. Not a favor, he corrects himself. Something he wanted, needed to do for the woman he considered a real good friend. Lorelai Leigh Gilmore the third needed a night off. She was worried. Finn could tell, looking at her eyes, that she was stressed beyond belief. Finn thinks for a moment, this must be how a college student is at a top university feels during their senior year. He just wanted to help.

He feels the tears swell up in his eyes as a nurse stands in front of him. "Sir." The nurse, wearing baby blue scrubs, mumbles underneath his breath. "Sir. We really need to get you looked at. You need some stitches. Maybe a xray. Your arm doesn't look the best..."

He doesn't feel the pain until the words of the nurse is spoken. "What?" He stands up tall. "I can't. My friend...my friend is she okay?"

"Sir. Let's get you into a room. We will get you checked out. Some pain med…"

"No." His voice is firm.

"I promise. I will keep you updated on your friends condition. You can help me too. You can help me. You can tell me who I need to call."

Finn's eyes go wide. He curses. "My phone. Her phone...shit. I need to her mom, her boyfriend." He suddenly feels weak, like his body is going to give up. His body is suddenly attacked by the sounds, sights of the hospital.

He whispers, "Will you promise to keep me updated? Let me help with the calls?"

"Yes, sir."

- Seconds -

His fingers run across the buttons of her cell phone. He was surprised that her phone wasn't crushed in the accident.

He rubs his phone head, then dials the number of her mother. "Well, well. Gilmore house of rough…"

"Mrs. Gilmore." He quickly interrupts her silly greeting. He thinks for a moment how well the mother and daughter got along. It reminded him briefly how well he got along with father, and how much he wished to share that type of relationship with his children one day. He wonders for a brief second if she could tell something was wrong in the tone of his voice. "There's been an accident...Rory, Rory is the hospital. I haven't heard anything…"

"What hospital?" She says quickly. "Finn...stop talking. Where are you?"

"Bridgeport." Finn let's out a soft sob. He feels his body betraying itself. He didn't want to cry, he felt like he needed to be strong. "I'm so sorry. I should of saw that car. The man ran through a red light." He felt the urge to run his hand through his hair but he couldn't lift up his bad arm to do so.

Lorelai Gilmore the second, takes a deep breath. "Finn. Take a deep breath. It will be okay." She said the last three words for the both of them. They both needed to hear them. "Rory is strong. She will be okay. I am going to call Lu...someone..I'll get him to drive me up. I'll be there soon. On my way, I will make phone calls. Can you do me a favor?"

"Anything." He answers almost immediately.

"Call Logan, please? I don't have his phone number." She explained.

"Of course. I will see you soon."

- Seconds -

Logan Huntzberger adored London.

Maybe adored was the wrong word but he had some sort of good feelings towards of the city nicknamed "The Big Smoke." But London was missing something that New Haven did not have. It was missing the person he loved, Rory.

He hated that his father tore him apart from her. He begged the older Huntzberger to let him work in a city near New Haven, but he couldn't get the man to agree.

It's a little after four am when Logan's eyes open from the sound coming on the nightstand. He rolls over to his left, stretching and grabbing his cell phone.

His mind wanders for a moment and he hopes that Rory was calling. He knew that she was suppose to be having fun with Finn. He was grateful that one of his oldest friends still cared enough for Rory to hang out even when he wasn't there.

"'ello…" He speaks softly into the phone.

"Logan."

The youngest Huntzberger knew who that voice belonged to and also knew something was wrong from the tone of voice. He has only heard the tone once when Colin McCrae got into an accident during a Life And Death Brigade party. Colin ended up being okay but when Finn found Logan to say what's happened, his voice was riddled with worry.

Logan frowns. He sits up quickly, turning on his lamp next to his bed. "What's wrong?" His asks his best friend.

"Rory…" The man on the other line voice broke. "We were heading back to your apartment from New York City and…" Logan hears the sound of a shaky breath on the line. "I didn't see the car. It crashed into her side. Then we crashed…"

Logan gets out of the king sized bed in his loft. He goes to window. At the moment, he curses his father. "Focus." He knew his best friend well enough that the man was blaming himself for the other hand, Logan was blaming himself. "Where's Rory, Finn?"

"The hospital in Bridgeport." Finn says.

Logan thinks. "Have you heard anything?"

Finn voice was quiet, he wondered if he could trust his voice to speak. "No."

"Okay. I'm gonna pack, I'm going to head back on the jet. I'll be there as soon as I can. Maybe we can get her moved to the hospital in New Haven. It's a lot better than Bridgeport. It handles a lot more people at least…" Logan rants, getting all his thoughts out. "Finn...was it bad?"

"She looked in rough shape…" The man mumbles. "I called her mom."

Logan smiles softly. At the moment, he was beyond thankful that someone he trusted was with her. "Thank you for calling her. Calling me. Finn...are you okay?"

Finn shakes his head before forgetting that the man who stood miles away couldn't see him. "I'm okay. Compared to her. I'm okay."

"Good. I call you when I know the plane details. Can you do me a favor though?"

Finn already knew what he was going to ask. "Don't worry. I will call you if I hear anything. And I won't leave until you get here." The Australian man promises the man he considers family.

"Thank you."